Lu Mingfei followed her gaze and, sure enough, there were two young couples sitting by the flower bed, sharing the same portion of beef offals.
Lu Mingfei nodded and pulled her to the queue.
After a few minutes, he came out holding a bowl of beef offals.
Originally, he wanted to treat her to a good meal to replenish her blood.
But occasionally, he felt her happiness was the most important.
An An pulled him to a spot to sit down; the taste of the beef offals wasn't the most important thing.
"By the way, Grandpa's birthday party starts at noon, remember to come earlier. I'll be waiting for you at the door."
"Yes, I know. Don't worry, I won't be late."
On such an important day, even if a knife was at his neck, he had to be prepared.
Although Zhuo Junyue had tacitly approved of him being with An An.
But after all, it was his first time formally meeting An An's family, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
